Quick Transmigration: The Charming Beauty Who Was Short-Lived and Alluring

Time ticked by, and the atmosphere between the two gradually became tense.

Chu Yun really didn't want to waste any more time with Han Cheng'an. "You walked too fast; I could only see your afterimage."

"I didn't mean to hurt you!"

"Let me go first!"

Han Cheng'an just wanted a way out, and since Chu Yun had given him one, he wouldn't be ungrateful, so he slowly loosened his grip on Chu Yun's wrist.

"You should have said so earlier. I'm not an unreasonable person," he said sullenly.

Chu Yun was speechless and ignored him, gently pressing her right wrist with her left hand.

Han Cheng'an had absolutely no sense of restraint, nearly crushing her wrist and leaving a red mark.

Han Cheng'an noticed Chu Yun's movements, his eyes froze, and he subconsciously reached out his claws at Chu Yun again.

Chu Yun was startled and backed away as if she were being chased by a ghost. "What are you going to do now?"

Her eagerness to avoid him made Han Cheng'an feel very uncomfortable; his outstretched right hand hung in mid-air, utterly embarrassed.

"Don't be afraid, I didn't mean to hurt you, I just wanted to see your injuries," Han Chengan explained.

"No need, thank you!" Chu Yun refused, every cell in her body resisting Han Cheng'an's approach.

Han Cheng'an, feeling embarrassed, tried to cover it up by shaking his right hand and then bringing it back to his face to fan himself for a while.

He muttered to himself, "It's a bit hot."

At the same time, a gust of wind happened to blow in his face, causing Han Cheng'an's signature red hair to flip backward.

Han Cheng'an froze.

The next second, a gust of wind came from behind, brushing Han Cheng'an's messy hair back into place.

That's not wind.

It was practically a slap, a duet, making Han Cheng'an's face slap loudly.

Han Cheng'an's expression was beyond just looking ugly.

His facial muscles stiffened slightly, his pupils constricted slightly, and his breathing became heavy; he looked like a frozen clay sculpture.

Chu Yun wanted to get away from this silly person, so she silently took a few steps back.

Han Cheng'an squeezed his eyes shut and tidied his disheveled hair before suppressing his temper.

He then stared intently at Chu Yun, his eyes filled with a complex and varied expression.

After looking away, Han Cheng'an raised his hand and began to unbutton his clothes.

Chuyun:! ! ? ?

Why is Han Cheng'an's thought process and direction so strange?

Chu Yun felt she was a little overwhelmed.

One second they're making a foolish mistake, the next they're taking off their clothes.

Han Cheng'an's actions are always getting more and more foolish!

Fortunately, he only unbuttoned one button before stopping.

Then Chu Yun watched as he took out the wolf-shaped ornament from his neck, pressed it lightly with his finger, and a small bottle appeared out of thin air.

Han Cheng'an awkwardly handed the bottle to Chu Yun.

Chu Yun raised an eyebrow.

"Take it!"

"Spirit-Suppressing Water, a healing potion! Very precious!"

Fearing that Chu Yun might not recognize its value, Han Cheng'an explained it again.

"You can't buy this even if you have the money!"

He tilted his head back slightly, seemingly pleased that the medicine was so precious and that he could regain his composure in front of Chu Yun.

Ling Yan Shui Chu Yun certainly knew that it was a high-grade medicine for healing wounds, capable of healing virtually any type of injury.

The empire can only produce a few bottles every ten years, which are then distributed to various families.

The Han family, to which Han Cheng'an belonged, had distinguished military achievements and held a prominent position in the empire, so it was not surprising that he could produce this medicine.

But Chu Yun cannot use it.

“My hand is just a minor injury, I don’t need such expensive medicine, it’s such a waste.”

"thank you for your kindness."

Chu Yun believed that her refusal was quite polite, and besides, it was truly her honest opinion. Keeping the medicine might save someone's life, and using it on her minor injury would be a waste.

Han Cheng'an found it hard to accept.

"How could it be a waste? You'll recover very quickly with this medicine!"

"Really, I don't need it."

"you need to!"

"I really don't need it!"

"you need to!"

"I do not need!"

……

The argument yielded no results, and the two fell silent again.

Han Cheng'an was so angry he was about to go crazy, and he almost crushed the bottle in his hand.

Her red eyes were fixed on Chu Yun, like a volcano about to erupt.

Chu Yun did not back down either, her eyes calm and unwavering as she met Han Cheng'an's gaze.

When the cold and hot air come into contact, the air itself becomes slightly distorted.

The atmosphere between the two, which had finally eased, became tense again.

Just as things were at a stalemate, a low voice entered Chu Yun's ears.

“Woo~ woo~”

Chu Yun turned to the side and listened carefully until she heard the call again, confirming that she had not misheard.

Then take a step toward the source of the sound.

"What are you doing?" Han Chengan asked.

Chu Yun turned to look at him, put a finger to her lips, and gestured for him to be quiet.

"Speak softly, don't scare it away."

it?

Han Cheng'an was puzzled. He had heard the shouts, but he had no interest in finding out what was going on. Could it be that Chu Yun wanted to go and see?

It's just a small beast; they're everywhere in the entire Imperial University. What's so surprising about that?

Han Cheng'an didn't take it seriously, "There's nothing to see, let's not go."

Chu Yun ignored him and crouched down as she walked forward.

Han Cheng'an was rebuffed and dissatisfied, but he didn't want to lose the opportunity to spend time with Chu Yun. So he followed behind Chu Yun with a sour face, his hands in his pockets, acting like a big shot, and stomping on the ground, making it creak.

Chu Yun was furious. She grabbed him and pulled him in front of her, gritting her teeth but having to lower her voice, "Be gentle."

Han Cheng'an, who was over 180cm tall, was forced to be the same height as Chu Yun, which was really uncomfortable. In addition, he was suddenly attacked by Chu Yun, and his face still showed a dazed look that he hadn't had time to recover from. He looked like a giant doll that could be kneaded by someone.

Chu Yun chuckled at the sight, couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile, and whispered, "Be good."

The girl's skin was as delicate as porcelain, and the moonlight gave her a thin layer of fluorescence, making her look like a dream.

Her soft words of comfort were like a dense net, capturing Han Cheng'an's heart.

At this moment, Han Cheng'an breathed softly, staring blankly at Chu Yun, his eyes momentarily vacant.

Seeing that he didn't react, Chu Yun leaned closer and said, "Did you hear me?"

Han Cheng'an suddenly realized what was happening, and his voice lacked confidence as he said, "I heard it, I heard it."

"Let's go then."

Chu Yun released Han Cheng'an's arm and turned to walk forward.

Han Cheng'an behind him let out a deep breath. His skin flushed slightly, starting from his forehead and extending all the way to his neck, especially his ears, which were so red they looked like they could bleed.

The arm that Chu Yun had just pulled also felt a little hot.

The dog's eyes followed Chu Yun's movements.

She walked carefully, not daring to make a sound. She was already quite thin, and bending over made her look even smaller.

Every step seemed to touch Han Cheng'an's heart, stirring up a myriad of emotions within him.

thump—

thump—

thump—

The sound of his heartbeat almost pierced Han Cheng'an's eardrums.

He couldn't help but touch his chest, trying to calm the pounding in his heart.

That tingling sensation in his chest was something Han Cheng'an had never experienced before.